After Qiu Haonan left, Murong Feilong was not in a hurry to leave. He continued to sit in his original position, drinking coffee slowly, as if thinking about something.
No wonder, Qiu Haonan's words just now made him a little hesitant. Although he supported his eldest brother Murong Feiyun to take the position of head of the Murong family, he would inevitably be a little unable to accept it if the cost was to kill his father Murong Hua. Although he is impulsive, irritable, and sometimes even unreasonable, he is still clear about right and wrong.
After thinking for a moment, Murong Feilong sighed deeply, stood up and walked out of the cafe.
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When he passed by Yang Ling, Yang Ling suddenly called out to him.
Murong Feilong turned around and looked over, slightly startled, his expression suddenly changed, "Are you following me?"
"Don't be so excited, sit down and talk." Yang Ling smiled calmly.
"I have nothing to say to you." Murong Feilong snorted coldly.
"Do you want to watch your father die and watch the Murong family's centuries-old foundation be destroyed?" Yang Ling said.
Murong Feilong was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and sat down opposite Yang Ling.
"What do you mean by what you just said?" Murong Feilong asked sharply.
Yang Ling smiled faintly and said, "I just saw you meeting Xia Hou Jianshu and that veteran. Although I don't know what you said, I think I guessed it right. I just ask you, Do you think Xiahou Jianshu can be trusted? Or, compared to Xiahou Jianshu and your father Murong Hua, who do you trust more?"
"Then do you still need to say it? Of course I believe my dad." Murong Feilong said angrily.
"In this case, why are you still looking for Xiahou Jianshu?" Yang Ling asked.
Murong Feilong laughed coldly and said: "I don't believe in Xiahou Jianshu, I believe in my brother; it's not that I don't believe in my dad, I don't believe in you."
"How much do you know about me? Why didn't you believe me when we first met and thought I was your enemy?" Yang Ling then asked.
Murong Feilong was slightly stunned and speechless.
"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I don't like your Murong family's property at all, and I haven't thought about arguing with you. If it weren't for Feiyan's sake, your Murong family would be dismissed. If it is destroyed, what does it have to do with me? You can go out and ask around to find out who I am, Yang Ling. Be it Jinling, Northern Jiangsu, Northeast China or Yanjing, who doesn’t know how powerful my Yinmen is? On one side is My enemy is the Xiahou family, and on one side is my girlfriend's family, the Murong family. How would I choose something that I don't quite understand?" Yang Ling said.
Surprisingly, Murong Feilong was no longer so irritable and excited, but remained silent and looked at him blankly, as if thinking about what Yang Ling said.
"Let me ask you, if you had to choose between your brother and your father, what would you do?" Yang Ling asked.
Murong Feilong was shocked, silent for a moment, and said: "My brother said that he just wants to take back control of the Murong family and develop the Murong family. He will not hurt my father."
"Do you believe it?" Yang Ling laughed contemptuously, "Your father has now controlled the entire Murong family. If your brother wants to regain control, there is only one way, and that is to kill your father. If I guessed correctly, just now Xiahou Jianshu and the elder should have made such suggestions to you, right?"
Murong Feilong was speechless, silence represented acquiescence.
"I'm telling you this because your conscience is still intact. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to talk nonsense to you at all." Yang Ling said, "You and I know very well what Xiahou Jianshu's intentions are. Could it be that he was struggling with Baali?
In order to help your Murong family become stronger? Do you think there is such a good thing in the world? His purpose is to swallow up your Murong family. And your brother, in order to regain control of the Murong family, did not hesitate to collude with the enemy, and finally let Murong
The aristocratic family has completely become an accessory of the Xiahou family. Are you willing to see such a result?"
"Then what do you think we should do?" Murong Feilong's tone finally softened. It was obvious that he had listened to Yang Ling's words.
Yang Ling nodded secretly, a child can be taught.
"I know it's useless no matter how much I say, and it's hard to make you believe me. How about we make a bet?" Yang Ling lit a cigarette and looked at him leisurely.
"What are you betting on?" Murong Feilong asked in surprise.
"I will convince your father to let your brother out. You don't have to do anything. Just follow your brother and see if he will kill your father to seize power. If not, I will lose. I will
Leave Qiongzhou, leave Yecheng, and stop interfering in the affairs of your Murong family; if so, you will lose, and then you will obey my orders obediently. How about it? Do you dare to bet?" Yang Ling looked at it with a smile.
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Murong Feilong was so arrogant, Yang Ling could almost conclude that he would definitely make this bet with him.
Yang Ling was actually not sure that Murong Feiyun would definitely do this. It was just a guess based on the current situation. However, it was eight or nine points.
Besides, if Murong Feiyun didn't do that, Yang Ling felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing. At least, Murong Feiyun still had some conscience and was not hopeless.
"Okay, I'll bet with you." Murong Feilong nodded.
"Then let's make it a deal." Yang Ling smiled slightly, "But do you want to tell your brother about this? Otherwise, with your brother's intelligence, he will definitely be on guard."
"Don't worry, I know." Murong Feilong gritted his teeth.
"That's it, let's make it a deal." Yang Ling nodded slightly.
"If..." Murong Feilong hesitated for a moment and said, "If it is really like what you said, what will you do with my brother?"
Yang Ling was stunned for a moment and shrugged, "Of course this will be handled by your father, but after all, they are father and son, and your father will not really be so cruel to kill him. Tiger poison does not eat its children, let alone a human being? Otherwise
If so, your father wouldn't just lock him up now."
"Then I'll be relieved." Murong Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
But his tone clearly meant that he was almost certain that Murong Feiyun would kill his father. Otherwise, why would he be worried about such a result?
"Actually, apart from being a little impulsive, you're not too bad. I still admire you, so try your best." Yang Ling smiled slightly, glanced at him, stood up and left.
Looking at Yang Ling's back, Murong Feilong was thoughtful.
It seems that he is not as hateful as I thought. Maybe I really misunderstood him.